After The Flash: Fanfiction by R.T. Adams (ereader android TXT) 📕

Hello, fellow reader. I thank you for even clicking on this probably amateur story. This is the first fanfiction I've written, and it is of a game that only those who play Roblox would know. I was inspireed to write this after playing After The Flash once again with a long-time friend. It is my longest story on bookrix, outdoing all the other stories by over 7,000 words. I don't find that to be impressive, considering that actual stories probably consist of many more words. I'm so glad that I finally managed to finish this in about the three weeks I've been typing it. My first inspiration to start making stories was the famous author, Stephen King. I give thanks to Mr. King and my friend for reminding me of the great game. Just so you know, I typed out this story in my sophmore year of high school, so the level of grammar and word usage is probably at a somewhat low level. Sure, from time to time, I used some possibly intricate words, but it really is a very simple grammar and word usage. Once again, however, I thank you.

I joined the CDF only two years ago, but nothing special has really happened. We live in make-shift cities, but it’s the best we’ve got. I go by the name Yoru, but my actual name is James Smith. I’m a part of the scouting regiment in the city I live in. We’re in a cave. To get to the city, you go through the abandoned subway and take the one the goes West. Then, you take the first  tunnel you see left. Afterwards, you’ll see a giant hole in the right side of the subway’s walls. When you walk through it, it’ll be a bit of a walk until you get to the city. However, no one really comes in or goes out of the city, considering there are multiple mutants around here. Since we’re in a cave, we can’t decide if it’s night or day, so we sleep and wake when we want. Even though there is no government here, it’s surprising how very low the crime rate is. The most we ever have is a robbery, but nothing like a murder or something. It’s nice to be put on patrol on the roofs, walls, and towers in this city. Even though it is quite dark, it’s a nice place. The only problem I have is the fear of a makeshift object collapsing while I’m on it. It has happened a few times before, mainly because of water soaking wood and it becomes soggy, so you could step on it and fall right through. The strongest downside to newcomers, other than mutants, are the diseases they could catch. Since the USCPF doesn’t wander down here, we’re rather safe. And the only time that we wander out of this city and out of the subways are when we’re running low on supplies. Even though that’s the case, it’s very dangerous.

I have never wandered into the surface world, but I have heard of rumors of how it’s just the same as down here, but with a sky, a sun, and stars at night. They said it’s like a big lantern shining down on them. I’d like to see what it’s like up there, but I’ve been put on city patrol again today. I sat in the chair up in a tower, faced towards the town, with my partner, Joseph Litwick, facing the other way. I sighed and Joseph looked over his shoulder.

“It isn’t that bad, Yoru,” he said, as if he knew what it was like to be here every day since birth. I looked over my shoulder, to form eye contact.

“It’s not that it’s bad. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t dislike city patrol. I just want to see the surface world some day, even once,” I said. He looked at me as if I was crazy. He knew what it was like, before he was transferred here from Crane Town, which is miles away. “Say, you know what it’s like up there, right? What are the other factions like, or do you know?” I started to barrage him with questions.

“Calm down, I’ll tell you,” he said. I turned my seat around and leaned in. “The other factions are trying to take possession of Crane Town, that’s one of the reasons I was transferred. I was only a recruit then, but now, I would probably be sent back. As a matter of fact, you should be prepared to be sent out, as well.” I then leaned back in my chair, a grin on my face. He gave me a look that asked me what I’m thinking. He probably already knew, so I nodded. He got the message and closed his eyes, then just turned around. I then turned around to face the city again. Doesn’t seem anything major happened for the few short minutes we had. The only way people can be transferred back and forth from here to Crane Town is by ship, so it takes a while. And also, since ships are very rare now, we only make trips once every three months. It’s been one and a half years since Joseph joined the CDF and eighteen months since he came here, so a ship should be leaving port soon.

The next day, I was waken up by the normal wake-up call. I was getting dressed when the city leader walked in. When we saw him, we all stood straight.

“If your name is called, you will be going to Crane Town to provide support from the on-coming factions,” I was rather excited. I could have a chance to head to the surface world. “Albick, Baggons, Bison, Burrough, Dedrik, Dganger, Dinlow, Django, Karrow, Litwick, Sagger, Simmits, and Torick. You all will be headed to Crane Town to provide proper support. Don’t let me down.” After he spoke, he left the room, my name uncalled. If that many people leave, It’ll only be Arryns, Garrison Hendrick, and me left. Of course, that’s not all the members in the city’s military. This shack is only for the city patrolmen. There are many other shacks for the protection force, and other things.

“It’s rather unfair,” I said to Joseph. “Why wasn’t I called?” I continued to get dressed and head to our usual tower. I won’t be seeing Joseph in the tower anymore starting tomorrow.

“Life’s cruel, isn’t it?” he asked. When I turned, ready to get in a fight with him, I could see the fear in his eyes. I calmed myself quickly. Something had happened at Crane Town that he never told me, I could feel it.

“You fear something, what is it?” I asked, but he didn’t respond. I started to grow angry because of his empty reaction. “Tell me Joseph, what the hell’s wrong?” Again, he ignored my question. I clenched my fist, but then let it go. I know I wouldn’t get anything out of him. He’s very stubborn. I finished dressing and left the room, heading to the tower. Soon, the idea of running off with them came to my mind. Should I quit the CDF and go with them to Crane Town? I started making plans for it, but I never had a good plan-making mind. Nor was a very good at carrying out plans, so that’s why the leader was kind enough to let me do it my own way. Being in the CDF gives me restrictions to what I can and can’t do, but being out of it means that they can kill me when they want and get away with it. It’s a tough decision, but I’ll do it.

The next day, when I woke up, I got dressed, started walking to my post, and when I was finally in the dark, ran off. I had a Jorgen and a knife with me, as my weapons, along with a bag of beans and three canisters of water. I continued to run, as if my life depended on it. Before long, I noticed mutants following behind. If I shot, I would be seen as a suspicious character by the patrol, but if I used my knife, I’m bound to lose, so I kept running. By the time I got to the hole in the subway, the mutants had stopped following me. There were giant concrete rocks and more things scattered around in the subway. When I looked up, I saw a dark sky, stars lighting it up. So that’s the sky? However, I didn’t have time to gaze at the sky. Mutants would be coming and soon, the CDF patrolling station should realize I’m gone. They will probably send out a search party to search around the city and a outside its walls. I know they won’t look through the subway. I continued to walk through the subway, around the enormous concrete rocks. Soon, I saw a light, created by a lantern. There were makeshift walls and a makeshift house behind that. Who could be living down here? Slowly, I approached the house, having my Jorgen prepared. I noticed a light, with little flickering. It was probably a lantern, wearing down. When I came around the makeshift wall, through the door, I looked around and saw a lantern, one with a fire burning. It isn’t like the usual lanterns I see hanging around or so. I looked towards the house, also makeshift. I walked over to it, a curtain hanging as a door. When I walked through, there was a table and three chairs around it. One of the chairs was occupied with what seemed like a sleeping man. He had a heavy build, one that looked like he could crush me with one hand. If he’s living out here with all these mutants, he must be pretty tough. Without strength, if you’re alone, you’ll die out here. That also applies in many towns. However, in the town I was in, we look out for each other. We rely on each other for support and strength. We find strength in packs, like wolves. When I didn’t find anything satisfying in the house, I began to leave. However, I heard the sound of a gun being cocked. I turned around slowly, my Jorgen still in my hands. The man seems to have waken up.

“What’s your business?” the man said, Ithaca pointed at me. One blow with that, I’d be dead. I put my Jorgen on the ground, knowing it was no match for his huge body.

“I was just exploring, came from the town further down from here,” I said, “I’m with the CDF.” When I said I was with the CDF, he lowered his Ithaca and put it on the table. I guess he respects the CDF very strongly.

“I used to be a part of the CDF, until they murdered my friend,” he said, “I won’t kill you for something you didn’t do. I can tell you’re fairly new to the CDF, or you would’ve shot me the moment you saw